LONELINESS
Is:
Life trapped in a teardrop
Dreaming of love that might
Have been, but never will be?
Is:
A man’s agony on death day.
The mortal seed is fed to the worms?
Is:
The chill of lonely flesh,
Deprived and cold with need.
Is:
A cripple lost in the crowd
Unknown and unloved
Touching and touch never known.
Alone with sordid visions.
Slug food in a bedroom
Masturbating at night,
Aflame with loveless fantasy.